Adelaide looked down at Fogell, who was slowly getting to his feet. He seemed to be spending a lot of time on the floor tonight. She looked at Nancy, who was still holding the empty water pitcher. She looked at Dimm, who was playing with her Iphone. She looked at Wit, who was looking at his sister playing with her Iphone. She shook her head in bewilderment.
"What's going on?"
"Your head's been playing Spin the Bottle. Every time it stops to focus on somebody, it speaks in other voices and spews forth insults. I'll show you in a minute, but first I have to take a control picture before you aren't you anymore." Dimm remarked, as she pushed her phone right into Adelaide's face and snapped a picture.
"A ... what ... kind of picture?" Adelaide asked as she tried to disperse the flash of stars that swam in front of her eyes.
"A control picture. When scientists do drug tests, they monitor a control group of people who haven't been given the new drug, and a group that has been given the new drug. They can compare the results to see if the drug is working, or not. I needed a picture of you being you, against the videos of you being - well, not you. I wanted you to compare the difference, just in case you were in any doubt." Dimm explained.
"Videos, what videos? I thought your parents banned you from stalking people with that thing?"
"They did, but this isn't stalking, this is research."
"Research on what?"
"Spinning heads. Here, take a look!" Dimm handed Adelaide her phone.
"It's all set, just hit the play button."
Adelaide did as directed, and squinted at the tiny screen.
"I can't tell what's going on, it's kind of blurry, and everybody's so small," Adelaide stared at the phone, cocking her head from one side to the other.
Fogell walked over to the two girls and held his hand out, making sure to keep a safe distance from Adelaide.
"I can put the images on your computer, and you can see them full screen on the monitor. Your lap top is still out of commission, but the power's been back on long enough for me to get some juice out of the computer at the reception desk."
Adelaide gave him the phone. "Thanks Fogell. I keep forgetting you're a computer genius."
Nancy gave Adelaide a funny look, trying to figure out if she had just insulted Fogell. She rather liked Fogell. She sort of hoped that hanging around with him might make her smarter. So far she hadn't had much luck.
Fogell walked over to the resort's reception desk, and went around behind it. He fished in one of the pockets of his cargo pants for a connection cord. He regularly carried computer related gear with him, just in case. He connected the phone to the computer's USB port and brought up the video that Dimm had just taken.